"Jacob?"

Kate stood close to Richard, her hand squeezing his. Never before in her entire life had she felt so terrified. They were what seemed to be a large room. A huge stone skylight looked up at the stars and a stone fireplace sat in the middle. The flames crackled and popped in the air. Kate smelled the faint scent of perfumes and oils. Her eyes briefly scanning the wall she saw beautiful handmade work.

Then a man appeared, a man who Kate for no reason at all felt as though she knew. He seemed middle aged, and perfectly normal. He was dressed plain and walked over with a kind smile on his face.

"Hello Richard."

"I believe you know my wife Kate?"

Jacob looked over at Kate as she stood closer to Richard, like a child hiding behind it's parent. Jacob smiled.

"Nothing to be worried of Kate, I won't bite."

Richard then cleared his throat.

"Kate has some questions to ask you."

"Is that so?"

Kate then stood forward, letting go of Richard's hand.

"First question is why did you do that to him?"

Kate motioned towards Richard's cut chest. Richard right away seemed nervous.

"Kate…"

Jacob waved his hand.

"No, it's okay Richard. She has the right to know. That my dear was an accident. In fact I'm kind of shocked he even bled, isn't that right Richard?"

Richard said nothing before Kate looked straight into Jacob's eyes.

"I have a lot of questions…but right now I none of them seem to matter. What does matter is my husband and John Locke came to visit you earlier tonight and you turned them away."

"Kate, I didn't turn them away. I have them the only answer I was willing to give."

"That's bullshit! Whatever or whoever you are I know you have a lot of control! You've fed Locke's head full of all these stuff about fate and destiny and how the island contorts it. Well you wanna know something Jacob? I think that's a lie! I think you control it…doing whatever sick game you play. Have you had any how much death and suffering has happened since the plane crashed?"

Jacob said nothing at first, almost looking amused.

"Kate…you were brought to this island for a reason, and I've all ready told your husband…that no harm will come to you during your pregnancy."

"But what of all the others? I know for a fact women die on this island if their pregnant."

"That's over Kate. You'll be the first…maybe the only one. You're special…and so isn't Richard."

Kate glanced over at Richard who just stared at Jacob, holding his torch. The flame danced and flickered.

"So you're telling us nothing is going to happen? I won't die carrying the baby?"

"No harm will come to you during the pregnancy."

"But why us?"

"I told you Kate. You're special."

Just then Richard's torch and the fireplace flickered out, leaving them in complete darkness. Kate cried out before Richard quickly took her hand. Right away their eyes looked around, the skylight wasn't letting in much light.

"Richard?"

Kate said alarmed.

"Shhhh, it's okay."

"Jacob?"

Kate called out. But she knew there wouldn't be an answer. Waiting, the two of them looked around in the room and saw nothing. He was gone.

By the time the two of them came out it was dawn. The sky was a beautiful pinkish gold color and as the wind hit them Kate stood on the rocks taking in the beautiful view. This wasn't hell…it was heaven. Standing there, still shaken, Richard stood beside her and put his arms around her waist. The two stood watching the sunrise before Kate tilted back her head and looked up at her husband.

"Do you believe him?"

Richard was silent for a moment before nodding.

"What choice do we have?"

"I believe him."

Richard looked down.

"You do?"

Kate nodded.

"I think we have to have this baby, I think he's right. I think it's special."

"You mean you're not scared?"

"I wanted to ask so many questions Richard…but I know for a fact he was telling the truth."

"So what now?"

"Whatever happens, happens. We'll be together."

"But I can't loose you Kate…I can't."

"You won't, I promise."

Turning her head up, Kate gently kissed Richard before the two started back for camp. It was nearly the afternoon by the time they reached it and Locke was closely watching them.

"I think we should keep this to ourselves…give it time before word gets out. Might strike up some alarm."

Richard nodded.

"Kate, trust me…I have plenty of time."

Laughing, Kate for once felt better. Leading him to their tiny little house everyone was busy walking around and going about their own way. Locke watched them until they both disappeared inside. Once in, Kate and Richard went to the bedroom. Both undressed each other and went into their big comfy bed. Kate had to admit…it did beat their tents.

Laying there, enjoying the feel of being in each other's arms, Kate snuggled in close before looking at the cuts of Richard's chest.

Gently kissing them, Kate listened to his heartbeat again. Richard meanwhile held her tight watching her. He still was completely terrified, but knew that there was nothing he could do about it. He would simply have to just listen to Jacob as much as he didn't want to. He would just have to wait and see.

He prayed nothing would happen to her. In this long never ending life of his, he prayed they wouldn't be torn apart. Kissing the top of her head, Richard told her to sleep. Within minutes she was. Richard laid there for a while before closing his own eyes.

When Kate awoke, she found Richard sleeping beside her. Laying there, listening to the birds sing outside she laid back and tried to smile…yet couldn't. Staring at the ceiling, she wondered really what Jacob was. How he came here and how did he control and watch over everything on the island? She wondered what really did happen between Richard and him. Was this a curse…or just plain fate? Looking at his tired sleeping face she wondered how old was he? If he came on the Black Rock would that make him well over a century old?

Thinking that she was pregnant, Kate couldn't really find any reason to be happy. This had scared the living hell out of Richard, and even scared herself. As of right now as much as Jacob promised…she didn't know if her or the baby would be okay? Thinking of Richard, who had been alone for so long, she felt horrible for making him go through this.

"He's just scared for you…that's all Kate."

She heard her mind saying. Sighing, Kate snuggled in closer to him before seeing the cuts on his chest were gone. Raising an eyebrow she couldn't believe it. Looking closer, she saw nothing…not even a mark.

How could it be?

Kate looked at him and remembered him telling her he could die. But how? She knew no matter what, as in love as she was with him…she couldn't do this. She wouldn't allow herself. If it came down to her making the choice of dying or living forever…she would die.

Laying there with her husband, she really did wonder yet again if it had all been a dream or something caused by the bomb. Whatever had happened, she knew the only one who loved her was Richard. She prayed for the first time in a while that everything would be okay. That Jacob was telling the truth and she would live through the pregnancy.

Thinking of Sydney, she knew in her heart she had been real.

Now this baby?

Kate sighed deeply before laying against Richard and listening to him breath.

By the time Richard woke, nearly four in the afternoon. Kate was holding him tightly. When he opened his eyes she saw he was crying.

"Kate what is it?"

Kate pressed her face against his.

"Don't be mad at our baby Richard, promise me you won't."

With that, Richard simply laid there not knowing what to say as he held his wife.